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Four years later...

Ian was sitting at the desk in his office, one of his favorite rooms in his expansive house that he'd been living in for the past five years or so, writing a review for a CD that has been given to him to listen to. He was actually very successful with his new job as a music critic and he found that it fit him much more than being an agent for different bands. He got around the same amount of money but he never really had to deal with the bands too much, and as an added bonus, he was able to chose which bands to listen to and which ones, like DJBEATS, to "politely decline" reviewing. As Ian was writing his review, a fat yellow cat by the name of Tater, was sleeping on top of his feet. It kind of was a tad bit annoying, but Ian couldn't help but smile. Amber and him had found Tater outside a McDonalds a few years ago. Amber had wanted to get some breakfast there so Ian had gotten them some breakfast sandwiches and some hashbrowns. Tater, who had been an alley cat at the time, came up and tried to eat Ian's hashbrown right out of his hand. So Amber, who thought this was absolutely hilarious, begged Ian to take him home. Ian couldn't say no, and the cat was given the same name as the food he loved so much, in fact, Tater would try to eat anything that was made out of potatoes right out of your hand, potato chips, french-fries, you name it. If it was made from spuds, he wanted it. Tater looked up at his owner. (The cat was insistent that IAN was his owner, not Amber or anyone else in the house for that matter.) and tried to jump up onto Ian's lap.

"Tater...not now. I'm busy." Ian said, pushing the feline back down under the desk and leaning down to pet the chubby cat on the head.

Ian was thankful that his family's three other cats, Meiko, Marble and Baby (A pure white, blue eyed cat that Ian had gotten for Amber a few months after they had moved in.) were all in the living room, resting, and not bothering him. He was getting used to having all of the cats around (They were all spayed and neutered so, it wasn't like they were going to have new kittens anytime soon and Amber just loved them so much) and as much as he hated to admit it, he kind of enjoyed Tater's attitude towards life, the feline never let anyone tell him what to do and most often got what he wanted.

Tater rubbed his head against Ian's leg, wanting to sit up on his master's lap.

"Okay, fine." Ian said, smirking to himself, he was starting to get as bad as his wife with these pets.

Ian chuckled when Tater jumped up on his lap, and fell asleep there, snoring away.

Ian was just about done with his report and getting ready to send it in when he heard the front door of the house open and fast, tiny footsteps approaching his office. Ian quickly sent in the report and shut off his computer just as the door swung open, and a little girl with long, curly red hair came running in, holding a sphinx kitten in her tiny arms.

"Daddy!" The little girl squealed excitedly, running up to Ian.

It was Eva, Ian and Amber's four year old daughter. She had Amber's red hair, and Ian's brown eyes. She also had the fun and bubbly personality of both of her parents, And amazingly, she adored cats as much as her mom did.

"Eva!" Ian said happily ruffling her hair as she giggled. He looked at the bald cat in her hands. "Um...what do you have there?"

"I think Eva wants to ask you something." Amber said chuckling as she walked into the room behind her daughter. Amber was an amazing mother and had become pretty much a pro at handling their daughter, and knowing what she wanted at different times.

Ian looked at his wife, then his daughter, then the cat, then back at Amber.

"Do you guys seriously want another cat?" He asked. At the time they already had four cats, Meiko (who was getting quite old to be honest), Marble (Amber's moving in gift), Baby (Given to Amber when Eva was born), and Tater, who was currently still snoring away on Ian's lap… Ian wasn't sure if he wanted another running around.

"Can we keep him daddy? Please?" Eva asked, putting on her puppy dog face, complete with big watery eyes and bottom lip sticking out.

"Where'd you find this one?" Ian sighed.

"Eva and I were just coming back from our walk when we saw him just laying in our front yard." Amber said "I went up to him and he just began rubbing up against our legs, poor little guy must be craving attention." She continued as she smiled at how content the kitten looked in her daughter's arms.

"He needs some love daddy!" Eva pleaded "He's just a baby! See isn't he cute?" She asked as she held the small thing up to Ian's face, Ian flinched a bit, the cat was actually quite ugly.

"Five cats? Do you think we can handle five cats?" He asked as he gently pushed the little cat out of his face.

"Hey, you handled six chipmunks. How hard can five cats be?" Amber joked, giving Ian a teasing smile.

Ian glared at her, he hated it when she teased him about how he didn't care for DJBEATS, the band was still doing well and extremely popular (they had graduated from high school a year or two before and their graduation ceremony was all over the news. Now engagement and pregnancy rumors were going all over, and everyone associated with the band would continuously deny each and every one of the claims, it was very annoying.) He looked at his daughter, who was staring up at him with a sad look on her face.

"Oh, alright." He said sighing to himself, he should have figured that his daughter was going to want to have some cats of her own anyway.

"Oh, thank you daddy!" Eva said as she leaped up and gave Ian a big kiss on the cheek. She then put the kitten down on the floor and looked at the small, wrinkly, awkward feline intently. "I'm gonna name you...Jabba!" she finally said with a proud tone in her voice.

"Jabba?" Ian asked, raising his eyebrows.

"From Star Wars, remember?" Amber laughed "You had her watch that with you a few night ago."

"Oh, Right." Ian said, rubbing his temples, he figured that he would probably need a good rest later.

Ian and Amber watched as their little girl ran out of the room with her new kitten, talking to him excitedly about how he was going to love his "big brothers and sisters", Tater, who had noticed that a new arrival had moved in, decided to jump off of Ian's lap and follow her, which made Ian feel much better.

"So, I talked to Claire the other day." Amber said as she pulled up one of the rolling chairs in the room next to Ian and sat down.

"Uh huh, what about her?" He asked. Sure he hated DJBEATS but Dave and Claire were still friends of both him and Amber, he felt that it was only fair to keep in touch with them from time to time, he enjoyed knowing how their life was going.

"Ian!" Amber said laughing "You make it sound like you don't care!"

"I care, I care." Ian said "Go ahead, what's going on with them?"

"Well, Claire told me that she and Dave had another baby last month. A little girl named Emma." Amber stated happily.

"Oh, really? Well, that's...good. Congrats to them." Ian said, a bit confused since Dave had, for one reason or another, decided not to tell him about this. The two old friends talked on the phone at least once a month and it was going pretty well. Amber had decided that this would be an excellent therapy tool for Ian to use, and she was usually the one behind the calls, reminding Ian to call Dave up or having Claire tell Dave to call Ian. Ian's favorite thing about it was that he could spend time chatting with his buddy without interacting with any of the chipmunks or chipettes. Sure, every once in a while he'd hear Theodore or Eleanor trying to get the phone so they could say hi, even though they knew full who it was. The two had apparently gotten over their grudge and figured that the bad things had all been in the past. Simon and Jeanette basically avoided Dave when he was on the phone with Ian, so he never heard them, unless they were talking completely out of context in the other room or yelling at their siblings about something. Brittany would be heard every once in a while, asking Dave who he was on the phone with and then stating "Ew, why would you want to talk to him?" once he answered, but other than that, there wasn't really too much of a problem. Alvin on the other hand, found a way to get on Ian's nerves every time a phone call was made, once the chipmunk knew who Dave was on the phone with, he'd find another receiver and do a number of things ranging from the not so bad such as simply burping into the phone, to horrid, such as pulling up the video of Ian's "Single Ladies" incident on youtube and putting the phone in a spot where Ian could hear it. More often it was things in the middle, like interrupting the conversation with innuendo jokes. At least this made Dave do his famous "Alviiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin!" Yell which Amber loved to hear if Ian managed to have the phone on speaker. So there was a small benefit to it.

"I know." Amber stated "Claire told me that Eva and I can visit them next week, y'know, to see the baby. She invited you too, but..." She trailed off for a second. "... I told her that I would see how you felt about it."

"Well, sure It sounds interesting" Ian started "and I'd love to visit with Dave and Claire, But are those..." He wanted to say 'rats' but he didn't want to say it in front of his wife. "...Chipmunks gonna be there?"

"Well, obviously." Amber said, rolling her eyes "They still live with Claire and Dave you know."

"I dunno. I'll think about it." Ian said. He knew that Amber, who still would give Ian talks and stuff like that from time to time to help him with his 'DJBEATS' issue, would be very proud if he was able to spend even a weekend with those kids and not hurt any of them, but, he wasn't sure if he would be able to do that just yet.

It was silent between then for a few minutes before Amber broke the silence again.

"Oh, and did you know that Julie and Toby's daughter, Faith, is finally home, safe and healthy as ever?" She said, beaming.

"That's great!" Ian said, smiling to himself. Faith, Julie and Toby's first child had been born a few months early, She had been spending her days in the NICU (Neonatal Intensive Care Unit) and for a while it seemed as though she would not make it, Ian was glad that the little girl was safe and sound at home.

"Claire also said that Andrew was going into kindergarten this year." Amber stated, "Can you believe that he's that old already!"

"He's five years old!" Ian commented "He's not an old man."

"Yeah, well, Eva's going to kindergarten next year, and she's not going to be here during the days anymore." Amber continued.

"And that is why you are home-schooling her." Ian joked.

"IAN!" Amber laughed as she gave him a playful swat "You know just as much as I do that we are not home-schooling our daughter! I think you are just trying to avoid the decision of whether or not you are going to visit the Sevilles."

"Well…" Ian began.

"Listen." Amber said "I know you don't really want to see the chipmunks and the chipettes again but, perhaps it'll do you some good."

"Alvin's gonna bite me." Ian muttered.

"No he will not." Amber said sternly. "I am sure that Dave and Claire will talk to all six of them before we get there."

"Can't they come here?" Ian asked, "That way Toby and Julie can keep an eye on the older kids, and Dave and Claire can still bring Emma so you can see her."

"Hmm." Amber said thoughtfully "That isn't a bad idea, I'll suggest it." She went to the kitchen so that she could call up Claire and see about possibly having that be an option instead.

About three hours later, Ian was finishing up his third review of the day when Amber walked in with an exhausted but proud look on her face.

"Ok." She said, sitting down on one of the rolling chairs "I figured it out, Dave and Claire are ok with coming here, but they aren't sure about flying with the new baby, so I called up my brothers, who were coming up in a few weeks anyway and they said that they could bring them up."

"Whoah, wait…" Ian stated "Are Dave and Claire ok with this?"

"Let me finish." Amber said, then continued "I called Claire back and told her about this and she said that it would be ok."

"So they are ALL coming up in a few weeks?" Ian asked, stunned.

"All of them but The Chipmunks, Chipettes, Andrew and mom." Amber said.

"Wow." Ian said "That is going to be crazy!"

"I know." Amber laughed "I honestly can't wait… it's going to be fun!"

"All right then." Ian stated, shaking his head. "Bring it on, let's see how I do."

Ian smiled and watched Amber as she walked out of the room, she had truly changed him and he didn't think that he would ever be able to thank her enough for what she had done for him. Sure, he still considered himself a bit of a screw-up at times but, he had a wonderful wife and a beautiful little girl who loved him. He figured that they had to count for something. Perhaps he wasn't such a screw up after all, perhaps all he needed was someone to come into his life and turn him in a different direction, perhaps that person had come into his life and did turn him in the right direction, perhaps, just perhaps, Amber was more to him than she would ever know.

Ian wasn't sure exactly what he was going to tell his daughter when she inevitably asked about how he had met her mother, but he knew that he would be unable to lie to her, and would probably just end up telling her the truth.

He got up from his chair and walked into the living room where Eva was playing with her new cat on the floor. Ian sat down next to her and smiled.

"Hey Eva." He said smiling "remember how you had asked mommy and me last night about how we met?"

"Yeah!" the little girl said happily.

"Would you like to hear the story?" Ian asked, getting a smile from Amber who was sitting on the couch, watching.

"Ok." Eva said, climbing up onto the couch with her father and mother to hear the story.

"Well you remember how daddy doesn't like that DJBEATS band?" Ian said.

"Yup, you don't like em at all!" Eva said giggling.

"Right." Ian said, scratching the back of his neck.

"Momma says you met in jail because you were mean to them." Eva stated.

"Yeah, we-we did… I met her a while after I got there." Ian started "It was a late and sunny Saturday afternoon and I was in the police car, being driven to the jail, and I was mad because I had just been told that I would have to spend three years there…"

THANK YOU Everyone who read this story... I appreciate the kindness, hopefully this gave you a new view on Ian, I know that when my sister, me, and ILUV wrote this a few years ago, that it meant a lot ot us! THANKS for giving us and Ian a chance... please feel free to visit either of our accounts to see some more stories.

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